i have a dead world

Chapter 241 The Supernatural Event of 605

"Uncle Li?"

An Baichen opened the door and looked at Uncle Li outside the door covered in sweat, with wrinkles on his old face, and fear in his eyes, as if he saw something terrifying just now.

"Upstairs, upstairs seems to be haunted!"

Uncle Li's voice was intermittent, his fear made the surrounding air quiet down, and the atmosphere in the corridor was eerily silent.

"Uncle Li, what's going on?"

An Baichen comforted: "You come in first and speak slowly."

Uncle Li seemed to be terrified. He was indifferent to An Baichen's words. Instead of entering the room, he stood at the door and said in a trembling voice: "Just now, I heard someone walking in the corridor. It seems that they have gone upstairs."

"After a while, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing upstairs. I think it must be that little bastard who came back."

Uncle Li paused when he said this, his expression became more frightened.

The sound insulation of the old community is very poor, and you can hear even a little bit of movement between the upstairs and the downstairs. An Baichen said calmly: "Uncle Li, since Su Xiaoyu is back, why are there still ghosts upstairs?"

Su Xiaoyu is a human being, there is no doubt about it, An Baichen doesn't think there are any undead standing in front of him, and he can't even notice it.

Unless it is a particularly powerful top undead.

"No, it's not like that!"

Uncle Li shook his head, and he said in a hoarse voice: "After a while, I heard the sound of thump, thump, and thump from upstairs, just like the sound he used to play upstairs when he was playing basketball upstairs. It was very loud."

"I was very angry at the time, and I really wanted to go upstairs to find this bastard to argue, but my legs and feet are not very good, especially at night, they are very sore."

"I have no choice, so I called Su Xiaoyu and told him not to play upstairs."

"But after I called Su Xiaoyu, he said that he was at school and not at home."

"I thought he was cheating on me at the time, so I ran upstairs and knocked on the door angrily, but no one answered me in the room, and the thumping sound of playing ball disappeared, and I couldn't even see the light in the crack of the door, as if No one else in the family is the same."

Uncle Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued: "I thought of what Su Xiaoyu said at the time. I thought it was a joke by this bastard, but after thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, so I wanted to go downstairs and go home."

Speaking of this, Uncle Li's eyes revealed a more intense look of fear.

"But just as I turned around, there was another thump, thud, thud, sound from the door. The sound was very close, as if I was standing behind the door! It seemed that a basketball player was peeping at me through the crack of the door!"

Uncle Li's voice trembled to the extreme. Even a normal and courageous person would feel horrified when he said these words.

An Baichen was silent for a while, and said something that almost broke Uncle Li.

"You mean, thieves broke into Su Xiaoyu's house?"

"It's not a thief! It's haunted! Comrade police, Su Xiaoyu's house is haunted!!"

Uncle Li spoke loudly in the first half of the sentence, but quickly lowered his voice. He quickly glanced at the top of the corridor, as if he was worried that something upstairs might overhear his words.

In the cognition of the elderly, any staff member in the police station is a policeman, and forensic assistants are also policemen.

There is nothing wrong with this view. The forensic doctor who works in the police station is a policeman, and the forensic doctor is a kind of national judicial expert. The forensic doctor department is under the jurisdiction of the criminal police department.

"Haunted? I think it might be a thief again."

An Baichen said with a smile, he had not received the notification from the undead lingering in Su Xiaoyu's room, and the ghost in the room did not feel the breath of the undead, so it is very likely that the movement in the room was not made by the undead.

"Oh, why don't you believe me!" Uncle Li was very annoyed, he paused and said, "Comrade Xiao An, why don't you go upstairs and have a look?"

"Would you like to go up with me?"

When An Baichen sent out the invitation, Uncle Li shook his head desperately: "No, no, I won't even go up if I'm killed!"

Perhaps because he was worried that An Baichen would not deal with this matter because he was afraid, Uncle Li added: "If you don't go up and have a look, I won't dare to sleep at home tonight, so I'll make a bed in front of your house. "

"This"

An Baichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, I'll go up and have a look, but I can't open the door, I have to contact Su Xiaoyu and ask him to come back."

Even if Uncle Li didn't say anything, An Baichen would go upstairs to find out what happened.In fact, An Baichen has many ways to enter the door without a key, but Uncle Li is also involved in this matter. If he knows that he enters someone's room without a key, it will probably cause misunderstanding.

When An Baichen was about to secretly communicate with the lingering ghost in Su Xiaoyu's room, Uncle Li suddenly said, "Wait, you don't need to notify Su Xiaoyu that he is back. I have the key to his room."

"Ok?"

An Baichen frowned, and looked up and down at Uncle Li: "Why do you have the key to someone else's house?"

"He gave it to me on his own initiative, but I didn't secretly match it!"

Uncle Li quickly explained: "He usually loses his keys and has lost his keys several times, so he made a key and put it with me to prevent himself from losing the key and not being able to go home."

"It seems that Su Xiaoyu trusts you very much. You two should have a good relationship. Why do you report him to the police for disturbing the people?"

"Hmph, if this bastard doesn't usually play at home, do I have to make such a fuss?"

Uncle Li snorted, and An Baichen didn't bother to worry about where his key came from, so he took the key and went upstairs.

"Uncle Li, don't stand at the door, come into my house and sit down, I'll be back later."

"No, I'll stand at the door and wait. I feel panicked when I see anyone."

The old man was terrified. He always felt that there was something scary in other people's house, but to be honest, there were indeed a lot of undead in An Baichen's rented house. There were just a few ghosts, and there were skeletons hidden under the bed. and zombies.

An Baichen walked upstairs along the dark corridor. Although he could see in the dark, the atmosphere in the corridor was surprisingly quiet. Coupled with Uncle Li's previous description, An Baichen also felt a little awkward.

As the leader of the undead world, An Baichen was not afraid of the strange movements upstairs, but rather curious.

"What made the noise? Is it a human or a ghost?"

An Baichen soon came to 605. He stood in front of the door for a long time, and decided to communicate with the ghost in the room first.

The more advanced the undead, the higher the level of intelligence. Although the ghost did not perceive the presence of the undead in the room, it could convey the scene it just saw to An Baichen's mind.

Any undead controlled by An Baichen is another pair of eyes of An Baichen.

As the information from the ghost was digested by An Baichen, a picture appeared in An Baichen's eyes.

The world of ghosts is a gray one, with a faint red glow around any creature or thing noticed.

In the memory of the ghost, the empty room remained calm, occasionally a few small red dots crawled across the ground, which should be cockroach-like insects from the appearance, but the tranquility in the air soon disappeared. .

Suddenly there was a sound of "dong dong dong" outside the hall, and the ghost came to the hall from the bedroom.

Through the memory perspective of the ghost, An Baichen saw a round sphere emitting red light moving up and down on the floor of the hall. It was a basketball.

But the weird thing is that there is no one around the basketball, and there is no breath of undead. It seems that there is an invisible person manipulating the basketball, making the basketball hit the floor with a dull sound of "dong dong dong" in the dark night. It's spread far and wide.

"Strange, the basketball can move by itself?"

An Baichen frowned, feeling very puzzled in his heart. Could it be that a powerful undead covered his aura so that neither the ghost nor An Baichen could find it?

But what is the point of it doing so?

Wild undead must have their own obsession to support their existence. The stronger the undead, the stronger their obsession. Generally, they will not do meaningless things.

Could it be that this powerful undead is obsessed with playing basketball?

Want to play basketball even if you die?

An Baichen was also amused by his own speculation, and he changed his mind: "Maybe, this basketball is basically an electronic product? That's why it can move by itself?"

Ghosts can't tell what's electronic and what's dead.

Moreover, An Baichen feels that the possibility of a powerful wild undead appearing in this room is too low. He has lived in Heping Community for almost a year. If there were wild undead, An Baichen would have discovered it long ago. How could he wait until now? What now?
In fact, An Baichen's thinking process is very short, only a few seconds, but because his mental strength has been getting stronger, he can think about many things in a short period of time.

Just at this time.

Suddenly a "dong dong dong" sound came from the originally quiet door.

Through the perspective of the ghost, An Baichen saw that the basketball, which had been lying quietly on the ground, began to move up and down again, patting the floor of the hall.

As if welcoming An Baichen, it bounced up and down while slowly approaching the gate.

The dull sound of "咚咚咚" is getting closer and closer.

Soon, there was only one door between the weird basketball and An Baichen, and the sound of "dong dong dong" echoed in An Baichen's ears, as if it was a life-threatening tune, weird and long.

"Looks like I've been discovered."

An Baichen stared at the door for a few seconds, then took out the key and pointed it at the lock.

Being so provoked by a basketball is absolutely unbearable as a god of death.

Now that everyone is here, if you don't go and see what kind of tricks this basketball is playing, it's not An Baichen's style.

"Karcha."

The key twists.

The door opened.

(End of this chapter)